Chapter: 2515
"It seems that this Mr. Chu really pushed the teacher into a hurry."
Suzugong Yingyue's beautiful eyes were deep and she spoke in a low voice.
She didn't know whether it was an honor or a misfortune for Ye Fan.
After all, there are probably not many people in China who can push their teacher to this point.
It can be said that until now, Ye Fan is proud enough.
But unfortunately, once the sword in Wangyuehe's hand was unsheathed.
If you don't drink blood and kill people, you will never return to the sheath!
In other words, Ye Fan's life will end here.
"Miss Xu, to be honest, the man you entrust your whole life to is indeed a rare and unrivaled hero."
"I'm a little envious of you."
"But it's a pity that he should never, never should have provoked my teacher."
"After today, this Huaxia will probably lose a martial arts genius."
"And Miss Xu, you will also lose, your boy."
Suzumiya Yingyue said with a bit of regret, and there was a bit of pity and sympathy in her indifferent words.
Before coming to Huaxia, Lianggong Yingyue's attitude towards Ye Fan was one of contempt and disdain.
But now, after seeing Ye Fan's ability, even Suzugong Yingyue was undoubtedly a little moved.
She had to admit that for so many years, Ye Fan was the most dazzling one among her peers.
She admired the young man a little bit.
If it wasn't for the different positions, Suzumiya Yingyue wouldn't mind making friends like Ye Fan.
But unfortunately, according to fate, they can only be enemies.
"Mr. Chu, after this sword, you are a dead bone."
Lianggong Yingyue looked at it with a smile, the voice talking to herself was like the soft cry of a nightingale, it was very pleasant.
At the same time, in front of him, with Wangyuehe's long sword drawn out of its sheath, he was covered in robes, and there was no wind.
But if you feel it carefully, you will definitely find that there is an invisible force that frantically gathers towards Wangyuehe's sword.
Like a strong bow that is slowly drawn, the majestic power is constantly accumulating.
And Wangyuehe's aura is like a raging fire, climbing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Under the Milky Way, in the wind and snow, he stood proudly with a sword in his hand.
The muddy old eyes seemed to reflect the sky and the earth, just like that, looking down at Ye Fan in front of him.
"Junior, besides Ye Qingtian back then, you are the first to push me to this point."
"Thirty years ago, Ye Qingtian and I fought on the top of the Yellow River." JrNovels.com
Suzugong Yingyue's beautiful eyes were deep and she spoke in a low voice.
She didn't know whether it was an honor or a misfortune for Ye Fan.
After all, there are probably not many people in China who can push their teacher to this point.
It can be said that until now, Ye Fan is proud enough.
But unfortunately, once the sword in Wangyuehe's hand was unsheathed.
If you don't drink blood and kill people, you will never return to the sheath!
In other words, Ye Fan's life will end here.
"Miss Xu, to be honest, the man you entrust your whole life to is indeed a rare and unrivaled hero."
"I'm a little envious of you."
"But it's a pity that he should never, never should have provoked my teacher."
"After today, this Huaxia will probably lose a martial arts genius."
"And Miss Xu, you will also lose, your boy."
Suzumiya Yingyue said with a bit of regret, and there was a bit of pity and sympathy in her indifferent words.
Before coming to Huaxia, Lianggong Yingyue's attitude towards Ye Fan was one of contempt and disdain.
But now, after seeing Ye Fan's ability, even Suzugong Yingyue was undoubtedly a little moved.
She had to admit that for so many years, Ye Fan was the most dazzling one among her peers.
She admired the young man a little bit.
If it wasn't for the different positions, Suzumiya Yingyue wouldn't mind making friends like Ye Fan.
But unfortunately, according to fate, they can only be enemies.
"Mr. Chu, after this sword, you are a dead bone."
Lianggong Yingyue looked at it with a smile, the voice talking to herself was like the soft cry of a nightingale, it was very pleasant.
At the same time, in front of him, with Wangyuehe's long sword drawn out of its sheath, he was covered in robes, and there was no wind.
But if you feel it carefully, you will definitely find that there is an invisible force that frantically gathers towards Wangyuehe's sword.
Like a strong bow that is slowly drawn, the majestic power is constantly accumulating.
And Wangyuehe's aura is like a raging fire, climbing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Under the Milky Way, in the wind and snow, he stood proudly with a sword in his hand.
The muddy old eyes seemed to reflect the sky and the earth, just like that, looking down at Ye Fan in front of him.
"Junior, besides Ye Qingtian back then, you are the first to push me to this point."
"Thirty years ago, Ye Qingtian and I fought on the top of the Yellow River." JrNovels.com
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